
Hound Dog
Apr 30, 2009, 4:27 PM
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Wow I find wierd I didnt saw 1,000,000 posts talking about it! Anyway I'll post it. Im sure you hve heard about this flu virus, and all it causes. I've read many people have canceled their vacations to Mexico because the flu. Let me tell you that at leas, here in Cancun, there are not cases of flu. I've been here for a week and I still feeling perfect. Well, Lunik: I was also feeling perfect down in Chiapas and the the next thing I knew the sumbitch I never met before a couple of days earlier was yanking out my gall bladder. Life is funny that way. Now, up until yesterday, my wife and I were considering canceling our flight from Guadalajara to Paris and the airline may still do this but we were visiting a reknowned lung specialist in Guadalajara who is reputed to be the best in this area and he was poo-pooing the flu thing and telling us that those masks mainly protect the people around the person adorning same and he indicated that there is no way we should cancel unless, of course, the airline or govenmental agencies cancel in our stead and, while I am aware that this doctor will not be on those flights from Guadalajara to Chicago and then on to Paris I figured. what the hell, I am going to have to fly to France at one time or another sometime in the next year as a family obligation so I might as well get it done and France is a fine place to be no matter what if I actually make it there and the thought of a mostly empty flight with the Dawg stretched out over three or four empty tourist class seats is quite inviting vs. the crowded conditions awaiting The Dawg upon termination of this absurd health scare and then I will be eating entrecote with Bearnaise Sauce and Pommes Frites and drinking good red wine in Paris and wonderful seafood in La Rochelle for a month rather that crappy tacos and beer in Chapala so why not just bite the bullet and do it. If I don´t make it I will have had 67 years here and one thing I have learned in those 67 years is never tempt fate. As sure as I fail to make that flight and decide to hang around Lake Chapala, some sumbitch is gonna run over me on the carretera and that entrecote with the bernaise sauce is going to be warming the belly of some Frenchman while they squeeze The Dawg into a plastic bag.
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